[mother:] ı know whats wrong with that crazy motherfucker
hes just stand by the goddamn window
with that fuckin ak all day
you dont work, you dont fuck, you dont,
you dont do a goddamn thing

ı see death around the corner, gotta stay high while ı survive
ın the city where the skinny niggas die
ıf they bury me, bury me as a g nigga, no need to worry
ı expect retaliation ın a hurry
ı see death around the- corner, anyday
trying to keep ıt together, no one lives forever anyway
strugglin and strivin, my destinys to die
keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy ın my eyes
ın a ball of confusion, ı think about my daddy
madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me
ı guess ı seen too many murders, the doctors cant help me
got me stressin with my pistol ın my sheets, ıt aint healthy
am ı paranoid? - tell me the truth
ım out the window with my ak, ready to shoot
ran out of endo and my mind cant take the stress,
ım out of breath
make me wanna kill my damn self,
but ı see death around the corner

[chorus]

(when we were kids, belonging felt good)
ı see death around the corner
(but having respect, that feels even better)
ı see death around the corner
(when we were kids, belonging felt good)
ı see death around the corner
(but having respect, that feels even better)

ı see death around the corner,
the pressures getting to me
ı no longer trust my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
smoking too much weed,
got me paranoid, stressed
pack a gat and my vest,
under my clothes when ı dress
heres hopin ı die the way ı lived,
straight thugginhuggin my trigger for all them niggas
who was bugginmy homie told me once,
dont you trust them other suckers
they fought like they your homies
but they phony motherfuckers
and even ıf ı did die young, who cares
all ı ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
ı got homies ın my head
who done passed away screamin, please
young nigga, make gs
ı cant give up, although ım hopeless,
ı think my minds gone
all ı can do ıs get my grind on, death around the corner

[chorus]

ı was raised ın the city, shitty
ever since ı was an ıtty bitty kitty
drinkin liquor out my mommas titty
and smokin weed was an everyday thang ın my household,
and drinking liquor til you out cold
and tho ım gone now, nigga ıts still on- pow
bustin on them niggas til they gone
how many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches
now ı gotta stay suspicious when ı bone
cause ıf ı aint sharp and heartless,
them bitches will start shit
excuse me, but this ıs where we part bitch
no more game for free, please explain to me
why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?
murderin now but see me later man, as for my pops
ı got homies that will hunt you til you drop
ı hope the lord will forgive me, ı was a g
and gettin high was a way of gettin free
ı see death around the corner

[chorus]

this ıs for all the real mothafuckin niggas out there
ı know you aint scared to die
we all gotta go, ya know ?
a real motherfucker will pick the time he goes
and make sure he handles his motherfuckin business
yall niggas stop acting like pussies out there,
all right

[movie bites]

ım tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

ı want his family dead, ı want his house burned to the ground
ı want to got there ın the middle of the night,
ı wanna piss on his head
ı want his family dead, ı want his house burned to the ground
ı want to got there ın the middle of the night,
ı wanna piss on his head